Zelda had been concerned about imprints and their effects on their pairs since her grandmother’s death. It had very nearly taken their grandfather, then the hold Balor had over her despite her dislike of his personality had been scary and jarring. While imprint was a beautiful bond, one she loved with Lazarus now, she also could see how bad it could also be as a tool against someone or even if with a wolf that perhaps was not what you were expecting fate to give you. Of course she had seen it where bonds did not change the other much, but that seemed to be mostly with wolves who already had given themselves to another. Citlalli was greatful for her opportunity in Spirane, Zelda was more than willing to give it to her, but at the same time she had to caution her about what she might experience if she had imprinted during her two year old party, in the mountain pack.

Zelda was a little surprised that Citlalli had been spared the details of what happened at first. Then again she was still young when Jinan had finally passed after Paisley’s death and he had stayed around for a fair while with his younger children it seemed. She wasn’t close with any of that family, but she was alpha, and it was her business to know what was going on in some regard. Jinan fell ill very quickly after Paisley’s death, was it Zelda’s place though to tell Citlalli the speculation around her death? She was young still, but at the same time Zelda did also just decide she needed to stop protecting and babying the young as she did. The girl tells Zelda what she knows, and Zelda’s ears fall back, her eyes look away and a frown touches her features. Her own heart and soul ached at the very thought of being put through that, a bit of fear etched in her chest wondering if something were to happen to Lazarus would she be able to fight off the cold grip of death that would hold her soul.

”In a way I suppose that is the long story short. It is not just Jinan though, my grandfather, Iblis, died very suddenly when my grandmother Rhae passed from her battle wounds, and our Grandfather Coza hasn’t been quite the same since our Grandmother Moth passed. They were imprints, and imprints can have a strong effect on you, they are precious and it’s both terrifying and amazing the bond we have with our soul.” She tried to explain. She didn’t want to scare the girl, but at the same time it was something she felt the girl should consider about her other half, that he would be equal parts strength and weakness. ”Though the old stories do say it affects the male more than the female in the bond.” Now that she thought of it though all the ones who had been snatched were the male counterpart of the bond, she had yet to hear of it going the other way, perhaps there was truth to it with that.

”Regardless, just keep it close to you.” She said with a smile, ”The Darkbringer is a wolf that would use that bond if it meant getting what he wanted. Just look how he used children, I can’t imagine what he would do to other adults.” She grit her teeth slightly. She didn’t like him one bit, but at the same time he hadn’t done anything since. To her knowledge at least… Ceres hadn’t come back with any word for a while and Zelda was starting to worry about her well being a bit. She shook her head, gaze refocusing upon her young cousin wondering if there was any other words of warning or wisdom she should impart to her before she set off on her journey to become her Power.